Chapter 28

She pulls her bag up onto her shoulder. “You have my number. Call when you want to discuss details about having her transferred to a specialist, Mr. Carrero. I can recommend a few. Emma, good luck.” She gets up to go, and the panic surges over me in a terrifying wave of ice, loosening my tongue at last.

“Wait. I can’t be. I mean, I really can’t. I’m on the pill, and we, I mean, I… haven’t missed one. It’s not possible. This isn’t what was supposed to happen. I mean, I should know. I would have known, wouldn’t I? Oh, my God. I can’t… I can’t be pregnant; how can you be sure? You can make a mistake, right?” I’m rambling, voice bubbling out in sheer freak-out mode and about two tones higher than normal. My hands are flapping crazily in front of me. She pauses and gently lays a calming hand on my shoulder, leaning in close enough to make me sit still with bated breath.

“They pay me the big bucks because I’m never wrong, sweetie. Contraception isn’t one hundred percent, and y